This was bad. Really bad.

Some purple alien with a nutsack of a chin going across the galaxy in search of all six Infinity Stones, those aliens that made a strike Vision in their quest to attain the Mind Stone, basically an all out war starting soon, and all that.

With that, all the Avengers turned to Wakanda. For help, to take apart the Mind Stone to stop everything, and for aid for what was going to come. As they got off the Quinjet in front of the palace, they saw many things.

The beauty of the country, the technology, T'Challa, and you—someone they didn't recognize walking up to them alongside T'Challa. It wasn't so bad given they needed all the help they could get, but none of them knew if they could trust you.

After all, they didn't know who you were.